Before the sky was fully bright, two figures were already heading toward the Sun Moon Empire.
Behind Huo Yuhao, a nine-level flying Soul Guidance Device emitted an ice-blue glow, carrying his body swiftly through the air.
On the other side, Wang Nan did not even release his Spirit. He simply walked leisurely in mid-air, yet his speed was no slower than Huo Yuhao's, who was relying on a flying Soul Guidance Device.
Under Wang Nan's presence, Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea was uncharacteristically quiet. Even the usually talkative Tianmeng Iceworm restrained his aura and remained silent. This silence, however, allowed Huo Yuhao to focus more easily on his own thoughts.
His mental force far surpassed that of ordinary people, enabling him to maintain full-speed flight while simultaneously reflecting on the events of the previous day.
Lost in thought, Huo Yuhao unconsciously looked up at Wang Nan again. Given Wang Nan's strength, Huo Yuhao was not surprised that he possessed Spirit Bones. He had even personally witnessed Spirit Bones being auctioned during their last trip to Gengxin City.
What surprised him was that while ordinary Spirit Masters found even ten-thousand-year Spirit Bones incredibly rare, Wang Nan had casually produced two Spirit Bones that were over a hundred thousand years old.
"What's wrong? Do you want to say something?" Wang Nan's voice sounded beside him.
"Wang Dage, those two Spirit Bones…"
"Take them," Wang Nan said calmly. "Others have to go through a lot of trouble to commission Soul Guidance Devices from a ninth-level Soul Master. Since you're making Soul Guidance Devices for me for free, I should at least prepare some Materials myself."
The Spirit Bones Wang Nan had taken out belonged to Ye Xishui. Their quality was naturally extraordinary. However, Wang Nan had already integrated all the Spirit Bones he could use and had no need for more. Rather than letting them go unused, giving them to Huo Yuhao for Soul Guidance Device crafting was the best option.
"Mm, I'll make good use of them," Huo Yuhao said, nodding.
"Alright, enough talking. We've arrived."
As Wang Nan finished speaking, a forest of dark green and pitch black entered their field of vision.
This unique forest was the Fiend Forest, the habitat of the second-ranked Vicious Beast among the Ten Great Vicious Beasts, the Evil Eye Tyrant Dominator.
Wang Nan glanced up at the sky. The Fiend Forest was like the Star Dou Great Forest on the Sun Moon Empire's side. The Spirit Beasts living within were both resources for Spirit Masters and Soul Engineers, as well as sources of immense danger. Numerous high-altitude detection Soul Guidance Devices were deployed around it.
"Wang Dage, I can help you conceal yourself from the scans of the high-altitude detection Soul Guidance Devices," Huo Yuhao said, having also sensed the Sun Moon Empire's arrangements.
"No need," Wang Nan replied, shaking his head gently. "Let them watch."
"Okay." Although puzzled, Huo Yuhao nodded in agreement.
Wang Nan's mental force spread into the Fiend Forest, quickly locking onto an area saturated with resentment.
With the deaths of Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui, the Sun Moon Empire had begun purging Evil Soul Masters within its borders. The Holy Spirit Cult was struggling to survive, and most of its remaining Disciples hid here, not daring to leave.
Even if Wang Nan and Huo Yuhao had not come, these people would not have lasted much longer. The Evil Emperor had already awakened. It simply did not yet know of Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui's deaths. Otherwise, without those two Limit Douluo, the remaining Holy Spirit Cult Disciples would eventually become its nourishment.
As they advanced deeper, shock suddenly appeared on Huo Yuhao's face.
Beneath the ground, a palace-like structure appeared in his spiritual sea. Covering over a thousand acres, its interior was extremely luxurious, scarcely inferior to an imperial palace.
Judging by the wear on certain buildings, it was clear that the Holy Spirit Cult had existed here for a very long time. In some unknown corner of the continent, this Sect of Evil Soul Masters had been operating far earlier than most imagined.
"There are linked Soul Guidance Devices here!" Huo Yuhao exclaimed.
"That's not surprising," Wang Nan said calmly as he looked around. "The Holy Spirit Cult and the Sun Moon Empire are closely connected. The Soul Guidance Device facilities here were never going to be crude."
"However, without Soul Masters of sufficient cultivation, the remaining Disciples alone aren't enough to activate this linked defensive system."
After saying this, Wang Nan stopped speaking.
The three Spirit Cores within his body operated simultaneously. Spirit power surged, and the golden Coiling Dragon Staff appeared in his hands.
Holding the staff vertically before him, Wang Nan brought it down in a single strike.
The space beneath the Coiling Dragon Staff instantly shattered. The ground above the Holy Spirit Cult's headquarters collapsed, exposing everything hidden below.
At that moment, countless vengeful Spirits burst into the sky.
With the headquarters destroyed, the imprisoned Spirits were finally released. Many Evil Soul Masters with lower cultivation were killed instantly, unable even to react. Those who survived were left without the strength to resist.
The surrounding temperature plummeted, and Huo Yuhao's expression changed slightly.
He was no stranger to Evil Soul Masters, but he had never seen so many vengeful Spirits gathered in one place.
"You focus on purifying the vengeful Spirits. Don't worry about anything else," Wang Nan said.
"Okay."
Huo Yuhao nodded. A gray figure rose behind him, its eyes glowing with golden light as it calmly surveyed everything around them.
"Alas…"
A soft sigh echoed, followed by deep and complex incantations flowing from Huo Yuhao's lips.
One by one, the vengeful Spirits were bathed in pale gold and milky white light. The resentment clinging to them rapidly faded, their twisted expressions gradually becoming peaceful before they finally dissipated.
As the Spirits vanished, a tiny, nearly imperceptible amount of Power Of Faith flowed into Wang Nan's body.
Even deceased Spirits could still provide a trace of faith.
Wang Nan lifted his gaze slightly toward the sky. By now, the high-altitude detection Soul Guidance Devices should have already transmitted what was happening here.
On the ground, two figures were fleeing rapidly. From afar, eight spirit rings encircled each of them. As Spirit Douluo, it was no wonder they had survived the initial attack.
Wang Nan did not move to stop them. Instead, he looked toward the direction of their escape.
Driven by terror, they failed to realize that what lay ahead was not a path to survival,
but a boundless sea of blood.
In the next instant, two massive tentacles tore through space and pierced their chests. Their bodies withered rapidly, spirit power and vitality draining away along the tentacles.
Evil Soul Masters who rose by devouring others ultimately became nourishment themselves.